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chances, as in the morning
he was going to do his spirals
and that he would need all of
his luck. He was joking, but I
can see now that he was
quite nervous and realy ment
some of it. Poor old Schrib is
the second one of the old bunch
to go. He was a wonderful boy.
Full of fun, and wit. We all
went to the funeral this afternoon.
Grub and I went together. Larrie
and Cook were paulbearers. We
couldn’t get a regular casket, so
one of the wooden boxes was
used. It was sickening as the
box wasn’t tight and blood
was dripping out as it was
carried to the truck and then
to the grave. There was a large